Chapter 143: Wine is not drunk, and everyone is drunk
"Lord Shen, you can hold your sister-in-law tightly, it's windy on the city tower, don't blow people away!"
There was the laughter of the group of guards guarding the city behind him, and Su Junning felt blushing for a moment, so he wanted to pull his hand out.
Helplessly, Shen Qianwei held it very tightly, and he didn't break free after two struggles.
Then he could be heard turning back and shouting to the people below.
"Don't worry about Lao Tzu's affairs, you can please your daughter-in-law first!"
When he shouted like this, the laughter at the bottom became louder, but no one joked anymore.
Su Junning could see that although the group of people looked unorthodox, they still respected Shen Qianwei very much.
This is about the ability to talk with fists in the barracks, although Shen Qianwei is young, he has made a lot of meritorious contributions, so he is a hero in the barracks, and he is respected.
Thinking of this, Su Junning couldn't help but look up at the man beside her.
From her angle, she could just see Shen Qianwei's neat jaw, although she couldn't see the whole picture, but she also inexplicably felt that this person should be a vigorous and resolute, sassy and resolute person.
And it feels reliable.
This is probably the source of his sense of security, Su Junning thought silently.
The weather in mid-November is naturally cold at night, especially in the high places of the castle tower, where the cool breeze gusts and it is extremely cold.
The night breeze blew, and Su Junning couldn't help but shrink her neck.
"Is it cold?" Shen Qianwei was immediately keenly aware of the girl's state.
Su Juning shook his head, "If you don't blow the wind, it's not cold." ”
"It's windy up there, so you're going to be cold." Shen Qianwei frowned.
Xuan put down the things in his hand first, and then took off his robe and put it on Su Juning's body.
"Okay, this way it won't be cold, let's go."
Faced with his masterpiece, Shen Qianwei was very satisfied.
The delicate girl was wrapped in his robe, a small one, very cute.
Su Junning was not a hypocrisy, so she gathered the robe on her body and followed him.
Shen Qianwei took her all the way to the highest part of the city gate.
It is a three-storey attic, and it is very quiet because the officers and soldiers on duty are all on the lookout of the city wall.
The two of them went directly to the third floor and stood on the cloister.
Here you can see almost the entire streets of Bianjing City, which are lit up everywhere and are extraordinarily prosperous.
Su Junning had never had such an experience, and she felt quite emotional for a while, it turned out that this was the place where she had lived in this world for more than ten years.
Looking up, there is a bright moon hanging in the silent night, the moonlight is bright and cold, sprinkled on the city tower, like a layer of transparent gauze fog, faintly making people feel that they are in the Guanghan Moon Palace.
Although it is not yet the fifteenth and the moon is not so full, the stars are still very beautiful.
The starry sky in winter is not as bright and varied as in summer, but it is sparse and brighter, lined with the bright moon, adding a bit of loneliness and coldness in winter, and people's mood will also be broadened.
"One pot per person?" Shen Qianwei's voice sounded from the side.
Su Junning turned around and saw that he was holding two pots of wine in his hands, and he raised them and shook them.
"Okay, one pot per person." Su Junning raised her eyebrows.
In today's scene, it is really inappropriate not to drink boldly.
Shen Qianwei saw that she should go, and she also smiled heartily, went into the house and moved the round table out, and put all the food she bought.
The two of them didn't have to sit, they just drank and ate against the railing.
I didn't even have a bowl and chopsticks, so I just took it with my hands and ate it.
Su Junning has never had such a wanton time in the past ten years, and she only feels that eating meat and drinking wine is such a refreshing feeling.
In fact, Shen Qianwei was also very surprised, he didn't expect that the aristocratic lady in front of him, who had grown up with thousands of pets, would have such a heroic and uninhibited side.
He originally thought that even if the two of them came to drink for the other month, Su Junning would be reserved and behaved.
But now, I saw Su Junning holding the roast chicken leg in one hand, while raising the wine jug, and taking a sip directly at the spout, calm and generous, not at all restrained.
However, although she also eats meat and drinks wine, Su Juning is heroic and still reveals good etiquette and upbringing, free and elegant.
Such Su Juning made Shen Qianwei unexpectedly like it.
Most of the pot of wine was down, and both of them were slightly drunk.
At this moment, Su Junning was holding a wine jug in her right hand, leaning lazily on the railing, half-squinting at the moon in the sky, the breeze floating, lifting her hair and curling it beside her cheeks.
I don't know if it was blown by the cold wind or the strength of the wine, Su Juning's nose and cheeks were a little crimson, as if they had swept a layer of rouge, white and red.
Shen Qianwei looked a little stupid, and couldn't help but get a little closer to her.
He came down from above, leaned closer, and the two of them faced each other, and there was a strange light in their eyes.
Seeing the man's face getting closer and closer, Su Juning was about to dodge him further, but unexpectedly, Shen Qianwei suddenly raised his hand and gently brushed a strand of broken hair on her cheek behind her ear, and then stood back.
The man's fingers were a little rough, but they were very warm, and they gently brushed his cheeks, inexplicably itchy.
Su Junning only felt that the temperature of her cheeks had risen rapidly, so she also straightened up and coughed lightly.
"This wine is good, mellow and sweet, with a long taste, but not intoxicating, and it tastes better than ordinary fruit wines."
"Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk." Shen Qianwei hooked his lips and smiled.
Suddenly, he put the wine jug in his hand on the table next to him, and strode forward to pick up Su Juning and put her on the railing.
Su Junning was startled, exclaimed, and quickly grabbed Shen Qianwei's shoulder.
"What are you doing!"
The back is in the air, and the balance of the body is completely supported by the man in front of him, as soon as he lets go, he will fall from this tall building, and the feeling of losing control is really alarming.
However, he panicked, but Shen Qianwei did not panic.
Approaching a little bit, he wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, but he also pressed against her, so that she couldn't land.
"I don't want to do anything, I just have a few questions for you, and I hope you can answer me well."
Shen Qianwei spoke in a low voice.
There was a gust of wind blowing on the tall building, and Su Juning felt a chill behind her, and unconsciously leaned forward and leaned in front of the man.
"You let me down first, whatever you ask, I will definitely say."
"Nope." Shen Qianwei raised his eyebrows, "Put you down, you are determined to run, you say it first, I will let you down." ”
Su Junning had no choice but to nod.
Then he heard Shen Qianwei speak seriously word by word.
"We've known each other for a short time, have you ever liked me a little, like I like you."
When he said this, his eyes were fixed on Su Junning, like an eagle, and he didn't seem to miss any trace of emotion in the girl's eyes.
This kind of direct questioning is Shen Qianwei's style, but Rao knows that he is like this, Su Junning's heart beat faster and wants to avoid his eyes.
However, Shen Qianwei didn't give her a chance and firmly grasped the person.
"I'll listen to any answer to this question, but you have to say it."
The man's gaze was so hot that his cheeks were hot.
For a long time, in the silence of the night, the girl's soft voice sounded.
"Yes."
Immediately, the man's laughter erupted uncontrollably.
The guards guarding the city gate looked up and saw two figures in the cloister of the attic, the man holding the girl high and spinning it, and the clothes were flying and intertwined.
(End of chapter)